Previously on Centaurus: Ellaria acquires a dress that synergises with her own beauty in a sexual feedback loop. Magic Mog march off along with the Hammer Horns to receive their medals from Lady Alexandria. Ellaria, not quite realizing how powerful the combo of herself and the dress was, dons it when she steps up onto stage. Bedlam ensues and Lady Alexandria abducts Fey when she catches her scent, taking her to her palace to scratch a sexual itch. Not quite realising how powerful Fey was, the dragoness is forced into her true form and then overwhelmed.
Now, chapter 38:
Fey slowly returned to consciousness, although very reluctantly. Half heartedly trying to return to sleep she snuggled up against something hot, slippery, and throbbing, pressed against her face and mouth, an incredibly comfortable pillow. Comfortable, but unusual.
She cracked an eye as she tried to vaguely understand what the large pink surface she was using as a pillow actually was. The thing was surprisingly rigid, like it was swollen, and a deep vibration would occasionally run through it, like that of a vast heart.
"Whu…" she murmured.
She placed her hands against it and lifted her head up, strands of clear fluid connecting her face and cheek to its surface, her blonde hair sticking to its surface before being peeled away.
Her pillow was a huge pink clitoris, the size of a melon, gently throbbing and pulsing.
Surprised, Fey jerked backwards, then had to grab hold of the clit to stop from falling as she realised that she was above the ground, far above the ground, and slumped over an enormous person sized pussy.
"L-Lady Alexandria?!?!"
She looked over her shoulder. Two building sized thighs led away either side, going through the walls of the hall and into some other room of the mansion, along with a huge tail, rubble and pillows filled the space between her thighs, along with lakes of clear fluid.
Fey reluctantly realised she was looking at lakes of the dragoness's girl cum. That would also explain the thick heavy white fog that hung in the air, the hot fluid was steaming cheerfully.
In fact the fog was so thick that Fey could taste it on her tongue, a heated tangy hormonal mix that flushed her cheeks and caused her groin to stir. The air itself seemed to be screaming: 'fucking breed meeee!'
She licked her lips and swallowed.
Maybe it would be a good idea if she were to get out of here, such an intense hormonal fog could only lead to bad things.
She glanced ahead and found a curved cream wall. Looking up she realised it wasn't a wall, but a vast dome of dragon tummy, a cum belly that blocked sight of the rest of the dragoness, and the rest of the hall for that matter.
Okay, maybe it would be an extremely good idea for her to get out of here.
Being the target of a furious dragoness when she woke did not sound like the best of times in her honest opinion. A dragoness that was nine foot tall was one thing, a dragoness in her true form was entirely another. She could be crushed to death under one of Alexandria's toes for gods sake!
She wiggled her hips and found she was able to pull back a little, the intense grip of the dragoness's pussy loosening slightly in her unconscious state. Fey bit her lip, grabbed hold of the giant clit for leverage and slowly eased her hips back, hooves clutching at the soft giving puffiness of the giant muff around the immense labia.
Bit by bit her dick was freed to the air, inch by inch, until she was half way out, sloppy wet cock drying in the air.
She prepared to pull the last of it free in one go but then suddenly the dragoness's pussy twitched, her clit jerking, and Fey found her grip slipping from the slippery thing, fingers desperately clawing at its slick surface to no avail.
She cried out as she fell, peeling away from the giant pussy top to bottom, first her upper body and breasts then horse chest, then back legs and hips. She fell away, limbs flailing, cock ripping out in one sudden rush and slapping against her barrel.
She landed with a crash on a cart sized pillow below, the breath knocked out of her from the Impact, mouth opening wide. Which was unfortunate, as a waterfall of her own cum abruptly poured from the twitching dragoness's pussy and she was doused entirely in a solid column of thick heavy white.
She quickly found she couldn't breathe!
Choking and flailing she struggled on the pillow. Everything was cum, everything, she was covered fully, and worse she could somehow feel it wriggling against her skin. It got everywhere, in her eyes, her mouth. She fought free as the deluge petered off, rolling onto her front and struggling to her feet.
She wiped cum away from her face and eyes, and drew in great desperate heaving breaths, both chests expanding and contracting.
She was standing on a giant cum covered pillow amongst a lake of cum dotted by islands of pillows.
The cloudy feminine fluid between the dragoness's thighs had been replaced with viscous horse cum.
Extremely… active horse cum.
Fey blinked and held up her forearm. The cum looked just like normal horse cum. But now that it was on her skin she could feel it moving, wriggling on a tiny level, the blobs of viscousness trying to slowly crawl across her arm. Her blouse was plastered to her breasts and made semi transparent with cum, the colour of her skin and nipples visible through the soaked white fabric, blobs of cum oozing over the cotton, intrigued by her nipples.
A sensation on her rear made her blink and she realised with mounting dismay that the cum was actually looking for a womb, the very large problem with that was that SHE had a womb.
Her labia was tickled and then thrust against as the horse cum slathered on her rear started to part her puss, then accelerating spread her more and more as it slowly oozed inside. Filling the space with white and then schlucking deeper, aiming for her cervix.
All of the cum on her horse half was making its way toward her pussy now and Fey yelped in dismay and flapped her tail madly, swinging it back and forth and whipping it against her puss.
Fortunately, it seemed to work, the cum was flung away, splattering against the pools of horse cum around her and protecting her vulnerable flower from being penetrated by rudely aggressive horse cum.
But she couldn't get at the stuff already inside of herself and could only let out a little shivery keen as she felt the cum penetrate her cervix and enter her womb, a hot little spot in her belly.
"I- I can't impregnate myself, r-right?" she whispered in worry.
That was a troubling thought. Could she become her own brood mother?
But deciding that she couldn't do anything about it for the moment she dropped the thought and stepped down from the pillow.
Time to escape.
The cum lake wasn't as deep as it appeared, only coming up to her knees. She looked down in dismay seeing the thick viscous white stuff latch onto her back legs and begin to slowly climb.
"G-get b-back, down! Bad spermies! I'm not meant for you!"
The sperm ignored her, and she was forced to swipe away any cum that approached her puss, her outsized strength allowing her to easily strike away the aggressive semen with great sweeps of her tail.
Tail flapping hard she began to make her way through the swamp of cum and fog and pillows.
She really needed to get out of here.
The fog limited how far she could see but eventually she came across an exit from the great hall. A wall partially destroyed by the dragoness's leg, punching through into the rooms beyond.
There she found a dining hall, one fitting in size for a palace.
Of course either end of the hall had been blocked by rubble, a massive purple scaled thigh visible through the hormonal fog at the end she had emerged into.
Moaning was coming from nearby and Fey stepped back so as not to be seen.
The cum lake didn't hesitate though and oozed forward, spilling into the dining hall in a cummy wave.
A pair of human maids were flopped over a giant pillow, their maid uniforms hiked up and dishevelled, rising over their hips in a rumpled mess, their fingers plunging in and out of each other's snatches as they kissed and groped at each other in desperate desire.
Fey felt her length twitch and stir at the sight. The girls had clearly been affected by the disaster level sex she and Alexandria had engaged in and been put into a state of extreme arousal.
In fact she thought she recognised one of them, the maid that had fallen into lady Alexandria's cleavage, a pair of cat panties around her ankles. This maid was blonde, like Fey, the other a redhead with sky blue eyes. Both were human.
She was about to step out and ask how the heck she could get out of the palace when she noticed that the slow ooze of horse cum had reached the girls and had started to climb the pillow.
She watched with her brow raised, lips parted in concern as the cum rolled up, latching onto their spread thighs swallowing their skin and then heading inward, two fat rivulets of horse cum aiming for their muffs from the pool rapidly forming around the pillow below.
The girls didn't take notice at first, so engrossed in fingering each other, but then the cum slipped by their digits and pushed into their pussies and their frantic masturbation became decidedly more wet, each knuckle deep thrust producing splashes of cum and wet schlurking queefing sounds, the cum acting as a messy lubricant.
The two girls pulled away from kissing and looked down in surprise, seeing the stream of cum slowly penetrating them as they continued to masturbate each other.
They followed the white back, down from the pillow where it was pooling on the floor and back to the hole in the wall where Fey was peaking through. Fey bit her lip and raised a nervous hand.
"Uh-Uhm h-hi?"
"It's her!"
"No, really? How many centaurs with cocks and covered in cum have you seen before?"
"Hey no need to be such a bitch Nicole, I'm the one helping you get off you know. I could just stop."
"Don't you dare, I feel like I'm going to die this need is so intolerable." The red head called Nicole turned to Fey. "In fact I think this calls for desperate measures."
"Hey- h-hey! You can't be saying what I think you're saying, she belongs to Lady Alexandria!"
"Belongs?" said Fey, "No, not exactly. I don't belong to anyone let alone that giant freaking military obsessed dragoness!"
The two maids blinked in surprise as more cum oozed into their pussies, filling their passages with horse cum. They didn't seem to mind.
"Still!" said the blonde.
"You have no idea how much I need a fat fucking cock right now Katty. I feel like my body is on fire and this cum is only making it worse, I can feel it freaking wriggling around inside of me!... I- I need dick, I need horse dick."